I used to think my creativity comes from suffering and drugs. Access to this magical land was given to me only when earned. Not anymore! Continue reading How to find your deep well of creativity and knowing
You are my prophecyYour echo resides in my chestBreathing now a prayerAbstinence my crest You are my prophecyAmid my sins you know me bestBathe me young layer by layerSing of tomorrow, put me to rest You are my prophecyA faith … Continue reading Flowering prophecy #poem
Is a project ever really finished or do people just run out of energy? Even with deadlines at work, it’s not like there’s never not more work to be done. It’s not like we often end relationships because we think … Continue reading But when do I leave it?